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Volume 1 Survival Chapter 934, 935 Invincible (1)

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    The power of the devil is a powerful energy source in the non-main universe. These energies are scattered in the endless multiverse. As long as you follow the various methods recorded in black magic, which are so-called spells, you can use these incredibly huge energies to do things.  See all sorts of things that seem miraculous to ordinary people.  This is the result Madili obtained after countless studies.  It is also a theory supported by many senior professors of the black magic school. However, no matter how powerful the black magicians were in the past, they did not have such rich resources as Madili, let alone a high-dimensional battleship that could span the starry sky and hold the entire universe in the palm of their hands.  .  So now, Madili is looking for the source of the devil's energy through the reverse reversal of the high-dimensional battleship.  When he plunged into the golden ocean, feeling the omnipresent power of the devil in the space, feeling this unprecedented level of energy, he screamed in surprise.  "Succeeded." "I succeeded." "With this level of energy, as long as we master the power here, the authority of the high-dimensional battleship can definitely be improved." But for some reason, Ma looked at the golden ocean in front of her.  There was always something eerily familiar about Deeley.  However, the surprises brought by the Demon God's power were even greater than Madili imagined. No, they should far exceed his past estimates of the Demon God's power. These surprises made him put aside the strange feeling of familiarity in his heart and start using  Various detection rays and waves probe nearby situations.  But right here, a gentle will shone in his heart like the light of the sun.  "Are you here again?" "What?" Madili screamed: "Who? Who are you? Who is talking?" With a thought in his mind, the thought waves traveling at the speed of light have been stimulated, but the air around him  It was empty, except for the golden radiance, which was the golden radiance, and no life could be seen at all.  "Who am I?" The voice lingered in Madili's mind like a ghost, saying: "I can't remember it anymore. The question of who I am is meaningless." The thought was boiling and moving,  But even though the thought waves emitted in this way still did not reflect back any information, Madili understood at this moment.  As long as there is no matter, fluctuations, radiation, etc. in the traditional sense within millions of kilometers nearby.  Even the golden radiance itself.  It is also in a non-material state.  ¡®Three possibilities¡­ one is that there is a problem with my thinking wave, one is that the rules of this universe are different from the main universe, and the third¡­ is both.  ¡¯ At the same time, Madili also realized one thing, the existence of the voice was not hostile.  On the contrary, it seems to be a kind of existence that can communicate.  So he tried to stimulate his thoughts and spread information around him.  "Then what are you doing here? Were you born in this universe?" The voice was silent for a while, and then it sounded in Madili's heart again: "I am not a life in this universe. I am very sure of this.  I have forgotten why I am here, I I only remember that I was waiting, waiting" Madili couldn't help but ask: "Waiting for what?" "I don't remember" Madili sighed.  "Then what do you remember?" "Lonelinesseternalloneliness" Following the sigh of this voice, Madili completely lost touch with the other party, no matter how he shouted.  No matter how it fluctuated, he could no longer receive any information from the other party. In the entire golden flame, he was the only one left carrying it quietly.  In this silent time, it seems like an instant, it seems like forever, countless hours have passed by in a flash.  At this moment, he felt that there seemed to be violent fluctuations in his thoughts in front of him.  "Succeeded." "I succeeded." The next moment, he said mysteriously: "Are you here again?"  In the main universe, in the Comet Laboratory.  Madili¡¯s eyes opened slightly.  There was a trace of golden light spreading from it.  "What's going on?" "Why have all the detection methods failed?" Yes, although Madili found the golden light, which is the origin of the golden demon energy, and successfully found the door to the past with the help of the high-dimensional battleship  .  But now Madili found out.  No matter what detection method he uses in the main universe, or even the thought fluctuations he is proud of, he can't get through the other side of the door at all.?Get even a tiny bit of feedback.  "No, it's not that there is no feedback at all." The only feedback Madili received was loneliness, a kind of loneliness.  Cold and extremely lonely.  He didn¡¯t understand why he felt this lonely feeling even though he didn¡¯t get any reflected information.  A few days later, Madili looked at the light door opened by the high-dimensional battleship in front of him and remained silent.  Zuo Qingcang, the Galaxy Arena, and even the list of gods and demons have all been forgotten by him. Compared with these things, the solid gate of the high-dimensional battleship in front of him, the universe, and the source of the golden demon's power, this is what he  The most important thing right now.  He looked at the light door in front of him with a fascinated look.  All detection methods are ineffective, whether it is various materials, spaceships, aliens, plants, animals, minerals, or rays, waves, everything completely loses its response after reaching the other side of the light gate.  Although Madili knew some of its properties, it was only superficial, but there was no doubt that the source of the golden demon on the other side of the door had incredible power.  Finally, Madili slowly stretched out his palm and moved towards the light door in front of him inch by inch, until his palm stopped in front of the light door.  The next moment, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and his palm suddenly stretched out towards the light door.  In an instant, his entire palm was swallowed up by the light door, and the physical connection was almost severed. However, relying on the fluctuation of thoughts on his palm, he finally vaguely felt the scene on the other side of the door.  Not even a thousandth of a second passed, Madili's expression immediately became extremely ferocious, and a terrifying tide of energy was released from every pore of his body, evaporating the entire Comet Laboratory into dust.  The light door of the high-dimensional warship was closed instantly. Madili looked at his severed palm with trembling eyes. When he saw the faint golden color on the wound, he suddenly laughed: "So that's it, that's it  " "The me now" "Nothe me from now on. My power is invincible." Just when incomparable confidence filled Madili's chest, a chuckle came from his ears.  came from the edge.  "Invincible? Then let me see your power, little frog at the bottom of the well." The next moment.  Madili only felt an irresistible will falling from the sky, and then the colorful lights in front of his eyes lit up, and he had arrived in a vast void.  With his grasp of the high-dimensional battleship, he immediately understood that he had arrived there in the universe.  The center of the Milky Way, close to the large black hole at the center of the Milky Way.  In the distance, a huge light band stretching across the starry sky with no end in sight is emitting brilliant starlight.  That is the burning phenomenon caused by countless materials being sucked into the black hole at the speed of light.  And in the void about a hundred kilometers away from him, a man in black robe was standing quietly in the void.  "Zuo Qingcang?" Madili sneered: "You just stole the authority of the high-dimensional battleship and sent me here? Huh, did you join the resistance organization? But the kind of authority used by a traitor, as a list of gods and demons  I, the fifth one, can be banned at any time" "He didn't know that Zuo Qingcang was practicing the thought of immortality, let alone the tyranny of the thought of immortality across the void. Naturally, he would use his own knowledge to deduce that it was Zuo Qingcang just now.  Cang didn't know where he got his whereabouts, and then moved him out using the authority of the high-dimensional warship controlled by the resistance organization.  But at this moment, he got something from the other side of the door that surpassed the entire main universe.  His self-confidence reached an unprecedented level, not to mention that he already had extremely high authority over the high-dimensional battleship and did not take Zuo Qingcang seriously at all.  Shaking his hand, Madili said, the original wound had healed and completed regeneration, "Are you planning to fight me?" "Haha, do you know what kind of existence you are facing?" "No, not at all.  There is no so-called battle." Zuo Qingcang glanced at Madili, and the next moment, several more figures were pulled over by him from the distant void.  " "It's just a cleanup operation.  " Zuo Qingcang closed his eyes, and his thoughts spread rapidly in the void. As he practiced the mantras, recited the mantras, and studied the mantras, more and more people watched the mantras. The range that his power could reach  It was getting wider and wider, and not only that, with the continuity of the spell in time, he found that he seemed to see the past, the present, and the future In other words, Dugu Feng was walking silently in front of him.  , an old man stood behind him. The old man had very long white hair that dragged directly to the ground.My dear, these white beards are pure white and soft, floating in the air like a cloud of smoke.  Behind the old man, there was another middle-aged man with a Chinese character face. The man was wearing a dark green uniform, his back was as straight as a javelin, and he was following closely behind the two of them.  The old man looked at the back of Dugu Feng in front of him and asked: "A Feng, where are you going?" The other party had gained the strongest position at this moment, but there was no trace of joy or joy on his face.  Dugu Feng stopped, and countless memories flashed through his mind.  From then on, after following Sancai across the long river of time and arriving at the emperor's headquarters, he realized how small his past world was.  The world is made up of time. Time is like a river that keeps rushing forward. The past, future, and present are all at different positions on the river.  And because of choice and probability, time is divided into countless branch rivers.  Ordinary forces occupy mountains, islands, continents, stars, and space resources.  And the founders of the Emperor, a force called the Hundred Years Empire, occupy time.  Ten thousand years ago, one hundred years after the first destruction of the earth, these hundred years hidden in the mist, the hundred years that no records have been handed down, are the time occupied by the Hundred Years Empire.  The century-old empire has divided this hundred years into one hundred areas, with each year being one area. All members will do what they want to do in this year's territory, until after one year has passed, all information will be collected and packaged.  , and then teleported to the beginning of a year ago, where they repeatedly lived in their own one-year realm.  So, they have unlimited reusable time, unlimited reusable resources, and of course unlimited lifespan.  Each year develops independently, but the results of the first year's development affect the results of the second year, and the second year affects the results of the third year. Until the first hundred years, the century-old empire developed in a way that ordinary people can't imagine.  The way occupies time and develops. If his every second, every minute, every hour is recorded and viewed from a third-party perspective, it will be changing all the time, constantly creating new parallel universes.  And in order to create an absolutely safe, a realm where the Centennial Empire would never fall, the Centennial Empire made a move to destroy the earth's civilization.  On the day before the establishment of the Hundred Years Empire, all the forces on the earth were destroyed, so no one could stop the establishment of the Hundred Years Empire.  And in the 101st year of the century-old empire without occupation, they also destroyed all civilizations on the earth and even enveloped themselves.  As for the emperor, he is the only legacy left after the destruction of the century-old empire in 101. It helps them monitor the next ten thousand years. Ten thousand years is the safe warning distance established by the century-old empire.  So no matter in the past or in the future, no living thing can interfere or even threaten the existence of the Centennial Empire. They will live forever in these hundred years, just like a section of the river that has been cut off and protected, and has become the private property of the Centennial Empire.  field.  And now, Dugu Feng, the Holy Son of Yama, has gone through many vicissitudes, and has been continuously promoted in the century-old empire with his amazing talents. He has developed rapidly from the first-year realm, and reached the final hundred-year realm at the thirteenth century of his mental age.  , became the core figure of the century-old empire.  At this time, after thirteen hundred years of tempering, he finally remembered some small things that he had forgotten.  "Zuo Qing Cang." He looked at the old man behind him: "Do you still remember this name?" The old man was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Is it the peerless master ten thousand years later? Your Highness  "Why did you think of him?" "I just remembered it suddenly. Although some things are small, they must be solved, otherwise they will grow like a thorn in my heart."  At this moment, the behemoth figure of Zuo Qingcang who left a mark on the moon in the past is no longer worth mentioning in front of him, but it is just like his childhood wish and his past dream.  He once sent someone to kill Zuo Qingcang in his infant state, but he understood that if the timeline was not closed, it would just create a parallel universe without Zuo Qingcang.  He has defeated Zuo Qingcang in different states several times with strength, but he still understands that in these parallel universes where Zuo Qingcang failed, he was still not in his strongest state.  ¡®But I am different now.  ¡¯ ¡®I have become the strongest person in the century-old empire.  ¡¯ ¡®My martial arts, my will, tempered for thirteen hundred years, I am invincible at this moment.  ¡¯ ¡®Whether it¡¯s the past, present, or future.  ¡¯ ¡®Thirteen hundred years of tempering, let me defeat the strongest you.  ¡¯ Countless information and networks continue to intersect, and the tasks issued by the highest order begin to operate. When Dugu Feng takes this step again, he has already arrived on the earth ten thousand years and one hundred years later.  ¡®It should have been more than twenty years since I left, Zuo Qingcang, don¡¯t let me down¡¯ But what he saw in front of him was the vast void with nothing in it.  ¡®Where¡¯s the Earth¡­?  '(~^~) ps: After nearly eight days of rest, my body has basically recovered. I can only be glad that this time it was just a flesh injury.  There is no problem in writing the novel now. Next, I will resume updating and finish writing the remaining parts of Silent Killing.  I can only express my infinite apologies for the long delay.  I have read all the book reviews in the comment area, and I am very moved. Thank you for your support and concern. Thank you.  Mobile phone users please visit http://m.piaotia.net
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